I Have this Garden of Poems








full of flowers that bloom
at first
and then carried away with my greenthumb
i planted everything
trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos
and vines and hanging plants

almost everything
and so the blooming flowers died
and the grasses diminishing like some
hair of this baldness

but nothing is lost in this garden of poems
the birds came and built their nests
some are still coming
every morning
and then the chirping begins





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Loves a gift

Love is a true gift
Given from above

Love is all around
But it’s the hardest to be found

Though it may be hard to find
When found its an everlasting bind

When possessed if flows through the veins
But when lost all that is felt is pain

Even when love is history
I will always hold onto the memories.

Liera Bloodheart


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